Julie stared vacantly into Mark's eyes for a moment, dazed and overstimulated, while she took in the warm feeling emanating from her throat and stomach. She was so lost in pleasure that she didn't even register what Mark had just said about the curse--she simply resumed rubbing her clit. As light moans started to escape her lips, she brought her other hand to her chest and started caressing her left breast. Subconsciously shocked at its heft, Julie sharply gasped and looked down in awe at her newly formed mammaries. The "joe" still inside her couldn't help but be aroused, while Julie swelled with pride.
"Fuuuuck... yess..." she cooed, "I LOVE these... I'm so fucking hot..."
Overwhelmed with horniness, Julie started sliding her fingers into her wet slit, rubbing her clit evenly with every stroke. Her other hand started massaging her breast in earnest, and it wasn't long before her thumb and forefinger found her engorged nipple. She lost complete control of herself once again as she hunched forward slightly to glimpse her crotch, causing her to quicken her pace. It was so hot to watch herself masturbate. Moan after moan escaped her soft lips, interrupted by sharp gasps every time she pulled on her sensitive nipple. Julie simply kept at it, going at it with increasing fervor, not even aware that Mark had left the room. Why think of anything else when masturbating feels so good?
Moments later, Mark returned and positioned himself in front of Julie. He smiled as he watched the horny slut in front of him going nuts on herself--he knew exactly what it felt like and knew she wouldn't be stopping anytime soon. Alarmed by the presence in front of her, Julie's gaze quickly shot up to meet Mark's, while keeping the pace of her hands uninterrupted. Julie was almost over the edge, and nothing could stop her from pushing herself all the way to a mind-breaking orgasm. Mark simply smiled and gleefully proclaimed, "You know, the curse feeds off of sex. Every orgasm, every drop of cum. If you keep up like this, you'll never stop being a slutty bimbo."
Something inside Julie loved the idea of being enslaved by a bimbo curse, and she upper the speed of her hands once more. A stew of fuzzy thoughts swirled around her head as she kept at it--Joe's consciousness was overhelmed by the sensations of both having a woman's body and toying with one. "Julie" was ecstatic with her growing femininity, her changing body, and the fulfillment of her perverted desires while the curse kept willing itself to become more powerful. Enthusiastic to cum, Julie quickened the pace of the fingers buried in her pussy, delicately and deliberately stimulating her clit. She massaged her tit with her hand while squeezing her fully engorged nipple with her free fingers. Ready for release, Julie was compelled to confess what she really was.
"I'm..." she stammered, while her entire body jiggled slightly from her aggresive motions.
"I'M A BIMBO!"
Her next words came in the middle of a powerful orgasm:
"I'M A BIMBO SLUUUuuuuT! Oooooohhh..."
Julie's words trailed off as she came, while her entire body shook in pleasure. She methodically "milked" her breast and bucked her hips, pushing herself as hard as she could go. Instinctually, her fingers slowly massaged the inside of her cunt, finding a sensitive spot to stimulate over and over while she continued humping her hand. Each thrust produced another orgasm from Julie, swelling the power of the curse and pushing her further into bimbohood. With one final moan, Julie fell back into the couch while her hands slid to her sides. Panting from exhaustion, an absent-minded smile of relief spread across her vacant face.